More K9 Adventures

Continuing this blog’s theme of Dogs that attack me on outings…on Wednesday I got bowled over by a 185 pound dog.

Backing up: On Wednesday, Jess and I took her puppy Louise to a no-leash dog park. When we arrived, we were met by Louise’s friend/object of pure fright, Duke. Duke is an English Mastiff. He astounds optical senses. He looks like this:

Duke, although much larger than every person in the immediate vicinity, is still very much a puppy. He’s a little clumsy and excitable, and he doesn’t really look where he’s going when he runs.

So, there we were, watching Duke chase poor frightened Louise around the dog park when all of a sudden Duke came barreling at me. Before I could think to get out of the way, I was knocked to the floor with several dog owners surrounding me, asking if I was okay.

Really, it was hilarious. Sure, my elbow is a little scraped and my knee is a little bruised, but no clothes were ripped and Duke learned his lesson. That’s all that matters.

I guess it’s just fun starting conversations with “I got p’owned by a puppy this week.”

Seriously though. Did you see that dog? I’ve never seen anything that big in my life!

i had a similar experience this weekend when i got in nico’s way and she totally knocked me to the ground. i tried to get back up, but then beckett came running past and knocked me down again. those guys are dangerous.

He was so huge! He had no idea what he was doing with his body. Just floppin’ and hoppin’ around like a fool! And then suddenly you were on the ground. I was scared. But then I was laughing because you were laughing, signaling to me that all was well.